Chapter

1 Int| mourning—the great, sad beeches weep in autumn for the soul,
2 III| slightest thing impelled her to weep. She looked at her clock,
3 VII|          Little mother began to weep. Then the big man resumed: “
4 VII|        mother, but you must not weep; we have a great deal to
5 IX |       her soul and she began to weep quietly.~Presently she turned
6 IX |    everyone made you suffer and weep. Where could one find a
7 X  |      air was mild. A longing to weep came over Jeanne, one of
8 XI |        would go to her room and weep as she compared the slight
9 XI |     Poulet in his turn began to weep.~Then the three mothers